Calloused hands
and sweat stung brows,
set from tempered cycles
held down
by languished time.
For family and pay,
the value of one man,
weighs heavy
on the hearts of babes.
Continuous time spent
busting knuckles in
sun blisterd days,
falling on ones knees
from a tidal strong path.
Hardship and worries,
Fade from mind
and plastered over
by self-drive and obligation
for the sake of love.
For family and pay,
the value of one man,
weighs heavy
on the hearts of three.
-Denis Doiron
